we do, too.

Oh, taking pictures of myself… by myself. And the ridiculousness. I giggle at this picture because:

• Am I surprising someone?

• Am I getting surprised by someone?

• Am I surprising someone with a jazz-hands dance number?

• Am I pregnant? [i’m not.]

• The ridiculous things in the background: ski boots that should be put away, a guitar that NEVER gets played, a bottle of wine on the typewriter table and a bottle of non-alcoholic sparkling juice in the wine rack…

Welp, jut another day on “wull hay”… or “that blahg where that tall chick takes pictures of herself.”